The Heir's Secret Bride

Will nodded hesitantly. "They both have type O blood. But I remember you telling me that Mom has Rh-negative blood, just like Dad." There was no way two people with type O blood could give birth to a child with Rh-negative blood.

And that meant...

"Pfft!" Theo, shocked, couldn't stop himself from spraying Will with a faceful of chip crumbs. "They're not Mommy's real parents?"

Will, accustomed to Theo's antics, calmly wiped his face. "Why don't you go back in there and pull out a strand of her hair? Just make sure to get the follicle." "What if she tries to beat me up?" Theo asked.

"Just tell her your dad's the dean here," Will replied.

"But my dad isn't," Theo said.

"Well, now he is. Have faith in yourself!" Will said.

Theo was speechless.

Theo looked at Will with an "I don't believe you" expression, handed back the chips, patted the crumbs off his shirt, and stood up.

With his head held high, he marched toward Valda's hospital room. "Just wait, boys, this king will bring you her head on a platter!" 'What a drama queen!' Will thought speechlessly.

A few minutes later, as Will packed his computer into his small backpack, he suddenly heard a scream from the ward.

Then, Theo came out of the door, running for the elevator with a fistful of something in his hand.

"What happened? What's all the commotion?" Will asked, incredulous.

"I don't know! I ran off as soon as I pulled her hair!" Theo said.

"Where's the hair?" Will asked.

Theo quickly pressed the button of the elevator to the first floor. As the elevator doors began to close, Theo opened his tightly clenched hand. "Here it is!" Will stared down at the clump of hair-dozens of strands, to say the least-and fell into stunned silence.

It was hard not to suspect a personal vendetta.

As his brother, all Will could think was: Well done.

After getting Valda's hair, the two boys snuck back home and found a strand from Maeve's comb, this time careful to find one with a follicle.

They couldn't bear to pull out Maeve's hair.

Normally, paternity test results would take three days, but Will contacted an appraisal institute under the McDaniel Group

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and managed to expedite the results in half a day.

After the day's exhausting adventures, Theo collapsed on the couch, refusing to move.

Will saw him fall asleep and went to his room to get a blanket, covering him up so he wouldn't catch a cold.

Then, he took his cell phone and stepped out onto the patio to call his dad and explain what had happened.

Byron had just returned from a meeting and sat down to listen to his son on the phone.

After a few moments of contemplation, he spoke, "Send me the video and the medical history form. I'll take care of it."

"Don't you need to wait for the appraisal results before doing anything?" Will asked.

"Maeve is the only one who most needs to know the results," Byron replied.

Will suddenly realized something, and without saying more, he put down the phone and used his computer to send the surveillance video to his dad.

Meanwhile, Valda lay on the hospital bed, nursing her stinging scalp, mentally cursing the little brat who had yanked her hair repeatedly.

She took out her phone and noticed that the topic "Ungrateful Woman Maeve" was trending at the top of social media. Nearly all the comments were scathing towards Maeve, and Valda felt a sense of satisfaction.

"That ungrateful Maeve-she wouldn't listen to anyone, and she even turned against her only brother. She deserved to be scolded! Really, what's the point of raising her... Valda thought.

"Bang!"

The hospital door was suddenly flung open from the outside. Valda thought it was that brat coming back to cause trouble again and was just about to yell when her eyes were blinded by camera flashes!

A swarm of reporters, armed with cameras and microphones, crowded into the room, aiming their equipment at her. "Ms. Reese, do you have any comment on the response from the public relations department of the McDaniel Group?" "Are you aware that child abduction is a felony?"

"If Maeve is really your stolen child, how could you demand unconditional support from her?"

"Maeve's bill included the cost of your surgery, which totaled nearly 200 thousand dollars. You're clearly not sick, yet you conspired with the doctor to falsify the medical records. Is there a motive for trying to defraud her?"

"And what about your son? He was involved in a jewelry store robbery and was jailed-why are you blaming Maeve for it? Are you trying to clear your son's name?"

"Ms. Reese, do

feel you

any

shame?"

The barrage of questions from the reporters hit Valda so hard that she nearly doubled over and fainted.

No one else was supposed to know the secret she and her husband had hidden for more than twenty years!

The doctor had taken their money, and he shouldn't betray them either.

Valda's ears pricked up, her throat tasted of rust, and her lips trembled as she struggled to argue. But just then, someone knocked on the ward door. "Police on the case. Is Valda Reese here?"

Valda's throat constricted, and she finally collapsed straight down

Outside the door, Scott, who had returned with takeout, heard the commotion inside and turned to run.

The police officer behind him pulled out his ID. "You're Valda's husband, right? Come with us to the station for questioning."

Scott's vision blurred, and he wished he could faint like his wife to avoid facing all of this.

The hospital was in chaos.

Meanwhile, public opinion online had quieted down after the McDaniel Group released a statement half an hour ago.

What had started as a simple social event had suddenly escalated into a criminal case, leaving the netizens who were just watching the drama confused. People started leaving comments

[So Maeve isn't the couple's biological child because she was stolen from her real parents after a fortune teller said she could help the couple have a son?]

[Not only that, but Maeve had just graduated and started working, sending her salary to them every month. I wouldn't be able to do that, yet they still weren't satisfied with her and pretended to be sick to cheat her? [Their son isn't a good person either. He brought a gang of punks to Maeve's studio to vandalize it, and once, he got into the wrong place and smashed up a jewelry store. That should be why he was put in jail. I think.] [This family really shows the diversity of villains.]

Are you kidding me? I just criticized Maeve a little under the marketing account on Twitter, and the McDaniel Group's public relations department sent me a lawyer's letter? I was misled, okay?]

[Oh my, I'm truly obsessed with the love between Byron and Maeve!]

[Why is the statement from the McDaniel Group when Dreamscape also has an official account? Just feel that!]

However, the people who received the lawyer's letters and the curious netizens were not feeling the same at this time. After all, no one in this world shared the same happiness and sorrow.

The secretary managing the McDaniel Group's official Twitter account saw the comments and worried they weren't very nice, so he went to ask Archer if it was necessary to delete them. Byron didn't like people discussing his personal affairs, and everyone in the Group knew this.

Archer had just returned from outside and immediately shook his head after hearing the secretary's words. "There's no need to address it specifically. Mr. Mcdaniel will feel happy to see that" 'So Mr. Mcdaniel and Maeve really are in love!' The secretary thought.